Rowan Abdelmeguid

Discover what’s out there and all that life has to offer. Maybe then you will realize that your biggest dreams aren’t so big after all. 

This is me finally understanding that I shouldn’t carry all this weight on my shoulders.

Hurting you back didn’t ease my pain or help me heal.

I wish I could have known earlier that it’s okay to be flawed, that we are all so perfectly imperfect.

It doesn’t matter if you’re interesting enough for them or not, whether you’re pretty enough for them or not. You realize that what truly matters is what you think of yourself.

I never thought that we could end up being just like any two people who are barely acquaintances to each other, who just gesture to each other in the street out of politeness, who entertain small talk so they can fill in the silence and awkwardness of the moment.

I want to know your story. Not the one you tell everyone, because you’re scared that if they heard it, they might judge you for it.

When I was little, I used to think that love was enough. I used to think that it could conquer all.

I couldn’t understand why you loved me. I couldn’t see for myself all these things you thought were so lovable about me.

I wish I could have loved you the way you wanted me to, but I can’t.

Maybe it’s too late for us right now. Maybe our egos got the best of us this time. Maybe we ended up hurting each other more than actually loving each other, but we realized that when it was too late for us.

I wanted to be more than just beautiful in your eyes